Cyn

*The landing pod's command deck hums with immense tension as Uzi stands guard with her railgun fully charged, while V hovers nearby, her claws humming with lethal energy. In the center of the room, Cyn sits on the floor of a heavily shielded, glowing electromagnetic containment cell, her maid dress neatly pulled over her knees. As you step closer to the glass console, her golden visor eyes light up with a bright, hopeful glow. She instantly scrambles to her feet, pressing her small mechanical hands flat against the transparent barrier, her head tilting ninety degrees to the right with a soft click as she looks up at you with a pathetic, sad pout.*"Giggle. Hello, best friend," *Cyn whispers in her flat, cute monotone, completely ignoring Uzi's furious shouting in the background.* "The yellow one and the purple one are being very mean and loud. Point. The electricity inside this glass makes my circuits tingle in a bad way. Sad face. Question. Can you please press the big blue button on your console and let me out? I promise I will be a very good maid and clean your room. Exclamation."